Virgins in heat

CHAPTER SIX

Chris was positive that she'd win the bet. That Friday when the girls returned from the beach, Patty had to work and Linda still had a class to attend, but Chris was free for the day. Not only that, but she knew a guy who'd leap at the chance to fuck her.

The petite brunette dressed carefully for her conquest. She chose a matching bikini bra and panty set of blue lace, a very short skirt, and a tight jersey. Just before leaving the dorm, she pinched her nipples to make them stiff and nubby. They poked out saucily beneath her skin-tight top. Satisfied that she looked very sexy, Chris hurried over to the football practice field.

For months now the captain of the college football team, a twenty-one-year-old blond giant named Don Davis, had been trying to get Chris to go out with him. She'd turned him down because she had plenty of other dates and Don didn't seem to share any of her interests. In fact he had only one interest, football. She hadn't seen any point in dating him till now.

Now things were different. She wanted a guy she could seduce as fast as possible, and Don fit the bill. Every time they met in class he'd helplessly ogle her curvy little body, and by the end of the hour he'd have an enormous cock-stand just from looking at her. Her other boyfriends would probably be shy and uptight about fucking, but Don as just a big horny stallion, hot and ready to go.

There were bleachers where spectators could watch the football practice, and Chris sat in the front row. The team was already on the field, going through warm-ups and Don noticed her right away. He gawked hungrily at her, and Chris flashed him a great big smile. He wasn't so bad-looking, she realized, six-foot-three, two hundred and fifty pounds of blond blue-eyed hunk. She was willing to bet that the size of his cock matched the rest of him.

Don trotted over to her, grinning foolishly. "Hey, Chris," he said, "I never saw you here before. I didn't know you were interested in football."

"I'm not, Don," Chris purred, "I'm just interested in you."

His mouth dropped open. Just then the coach yelled, "Davis, get your ass back on the field."

"I gotta go," Don croaked, "but could I see you after practice? Take you out for dinner or something?"

"I'd love that, Don," Chris said huskily.

All through practice Don contrived to pass close by where Chris was sitting. She purposely sat with her legs apart, and he could see right up her short skirt. He could see the pout of her pussy beneath her tight blue bikini panties. Chris could tell it was driving him wild. He got tackled dozens of times and didn't even seem to notice. At the end of practice the coach told him his performance was shitty, and Don just grinned.

He was the first player dressed and out of the showers. He hurried back to the bleachers where Chris was waiting for him, his thick blond hair slicked down, smelling of after-shave. She saw an enormous hard bulge in the crotch of his jeans. She quivered with excitement. This plan of hers just couldn't fail, which meant that very soon she wouldn't be a virgin any more.

"My van's parked right over here, Chris," Don said eagerly.

The set-up was better than she'd dreamed. Don had a customized van complete with stereo, sleeping pad, and curtains. "I'm not really hungry yet, Don," she said as they drove off the campus.

"Why don't we just drive somewhere and enjoy the view? Like out at the lake, for instance?"

Don beamed. The lake was the local necking spot. He drove there as fast as he could and parked far down a little-known road. They had a fine view of the lake, but Don couldn't take his eyes off Chris. Her nipples stuck out stiff and enticing under her tight jersey. He remembered looking up her skirt and seeing the plump pout of her panty crotch.

"Oh, wow, Chris," he croaked, "you really turn me on."

"You turn me on, too, Don," she cooed. "Would you like to kiss me?"

He was too horny even to reply. He swept the little brunette onto his lap and started tongue kissing her lustily. To his delight, she kissed him right back, wiggling her hot little tongue into his mouth. His cock ached and strained in the tight confinement of his jeans. He felt like he'd die if Chris didn't let him fuck her. She seemed eager enough right now, but was she just cock-teasing?

Don decided to find out just how far he could go with her. As they kissed, he slid his hands under her jersey and cupped the hot rounds of her tits. Even through her bra be could feel them throbbing. He squeezed, and Chris didn't protest. She just went on wriggling her tongue in his mouth.

Don shivered with lusty excitement as he pawed her pert apple-size tits.

As captain of the football team, he had his choice of the groupies who hung around during practice and after games, but none of them had ever turned him on like Chris did. It wasn't just her curvy little body or her elfin face, it was the fact that Chris was hard to get. She was the only girl who'd ever refused a date with him. Now that she'd finally agreed to go out with him, Don was wild to get into her pants.

He knew he'd better proceed cautiously, through, and get her good and hot first. He fumbled with the catch of her bra and got it open. Pushing her bra up out of the way, he cupped her bare tits. They fit nicely into his big hot hands, and as he squeezed and molded them, her small nipples went hard and pointed. That was a good sign. She was getting hot for him already.

Don didn't know it, but Chris wasn't just hot, she was ragingly horny. She was turned on by the fact that she didn't have to stop this time or be on her guard, that she could just let herself go and do any wild thing that came into her head. And Don's big hot hands felt so exciting on her tits. Everytime he squeezed the tender globes, she felt pleasure streaking right down her body and into her pussy. She felt scalding hot and very wet between her legs.

"Oh, Jesus, Chris," Don panted, "let me see your tits. I just wanta look."

Chris knew damn well he wanted to do more than that, but she managed to sound innocent as she said, "Well, all right, Don."

He quickly drew off her jersey and bra, leaving her naked from the waist up. Her tits were small and pointed, high-riding, and capped with stiffly pointed little red nipples. Don happened to favor small tits because he could get all of them into his hands – not to mention his mouth. He started to reach for her creamy-pale little jugs, then remembered that he'd promised only to look.

"It's all right, Don," Chris cooed, "you can touch my tits. I liked it when you squeezed them."

Don could hardly believe his luck, but he didn't hesitate. He clamped his big paws onto her tits and began molding and massaging the hot silky flesh. Chris sighed and leaned back against the car seat, quivering as the pleasure washed right down her body and into her seething creaming slit. Her virgin cunt felt scalding hot, and it was drooling a steady stream of hot sticky juice.

"Ummmmm, Don, that feels so nice," she sighed.

"I'm glad you like it, baby," Don said hoarsely, "because I been wanting to f… I mean, play with your tits, for a long time."

He was really going to have to watch his mouth. Chris wasn't one of those football groupies who'd fall into bed if you snapped your fingers. Seducing her was going to take some work and some finesse. Don recalled all the tricks he'd used before to turn girls on. He knew quite a few of them. Now he dipped his head down and fastened his lips around one of Chris' stiff pulsating nipples. He drew the hard little bud into his mouth and started sucking on it roughly.

"Ooooooo," Chris squealed. "Far out, Don, that really feels great."

Don sucked her tender nipple hard and fast, and Chris felt her pussy boiling with arousal. She was almost ready to ask him to fuck her right then and there, but she decided it was more exciting to act innocent and prolong the fun. She'd let him believe that he'd seduced her, not the other way around. She lay back and gurgled with pleasure as he sucked both her nipples in turn. Then she felt his hand creeping up her thigh.

"Don," she giggled, "where's that hand going?"

"Just touching," he croaked, "no harm in that."

Sure, buddy, sure, Chris thought slyly. For a guy who was so successful with girls, his approach wasn't very smooth. But that didn't matter. All she wanted was to lose her chary, and she knew he'd oblige. She felt his hand reach the top of her thigh, and then he was lightly touching the pout of her pussy through the crotch of her panties. Just that careful feathery touch felt terrifically exciting to her. Her pussy was so swollen that it responded to the slightest stimulus.

Don was shivering and breathing hard. He touched the plump pout of her panty crotch and found that it was wet and sticky with pussy juice. Even through her panties he could feel the fierce heat of her slit. No question about it, this gorgeous little chick was horny for him. Now if he could just convince her to let him do something about it! Again he reviewed his techniques for getting girls wildly turned on.

There was one trick that had never failed him. He wriggled his index finger inside the crotch of her panties and felt the searing heat and syrupy wetness of her pussy. He felt around till he located the swollen firm lump of her clit. Pressing his fingertip against the throbbing little button, he began to rub, slowly and sensuously twirling his finger around the slick shaft. Chris gasped and shivered.

"Oooooo, Don, that feels soooo good," she moaned. "Oh, wow, yes, play with my clit."

Don could barely contain his lusty excitement. He was well on the way to fucking this sexy little chick, even if she didn't realize it. He rubbed her soaked little joy button till she was panting and squealing, then took a second to stick his whole hand down inside her panties. Then he was able to seize her clit between his thumb and forefinger. He began to knead the plump little bud.

"Eeeeee!" Chris shrieked. "Oh, shit, Don, you're driving me wild."

That was just what Don wanted to hear. He went on roughly kneading her slippery hot joy button and felt his hand drenched with Chris' gushing pussy juice. She lay back against the seat, panting, flushed, her big brown eyes glassy with horniness. Don felt his cock give a horny lurch in his jeans. He wanted urgently to ram his swollen dick into her hot little pussy, but he figured she wasn't quite ready to go all the way. He frigged her clit and watched her get more and more aroused.

"Oooooo, I love it, I love it!" Chris moaned.

Don swallowed hard and said, "Let me take off your panties, honey, and I can do this even better."

"O-Okay," Chris gurgled.

Don whisked off her panties almost before she knew it. He pushed her skirt up and tucked it in at the waist, leaving her lower belly naked. She had a sweet little puff of a bush, springy brown curls that were damp with her gushing cunt cream. Don seized her clit again and kneaded it. Now he could see the hot pink button between his massaging fingers. It was stiff and visibly throbbing. He watched her glistening pussy juice soak his hand.

"Ohhhhhh, my gosh, I'm getting so excited I can hardly stand it," Chris groaned.

Instinctively she spread her legs wider, giving him more room to work, and now he could see her whole pussy, soaked pink flesh fringed with dainty brown curls. She arched her body forward, feeding her eager clit into his fingers, and he could see the thick steaming juice dripping from her tiny cunt mouth. Then abruptly she screamed and began to convulse.

"I'm coming!" Chris wailed. "Ooooooo!"

Don almost came himself just from watching her. This little chick came like a bomb. Her petite curvy body bucked and jerked, and her cunt cream gushed out in a sizzling flood, soaking his frigging fingers and dripping onto the car seat. He kneaded her clit harder, faster, and she shrieked with pleasure. Finally she slumped back against the seat, flushed and panting, her big brown eyes glowing with lust.

"Oh, wow, did I ever get off," she sighed. "Whatever you were doing, it was fantastic."

"I know more tricks than that," Don leered. "Want me to get you off again?"

"Mmmmmm, I'd love it," Chris said huskily.

Don grinned broadly. He'd never gotten to this stage with a girl and not succeeded in fucking her. He was beginning to recognize Chris' type, too. Seemingly nice and demure, girls like her were never satisfied with just one orgasm. The more they came, the hotter they got. There were nights when he'd damned near worn out his cock fucking chicks like Chris.

He trailed his stiff middle finger down through the soaked hot pulp of her pussy and popped the thick tip into the molten hollow of her cunt mouth. He teased her with his big fingertip, twirling it around and around the tiny gasping mouth of her twat. Chris whined and thrust her pussy forward, trying to impale her cunt deeper on his stiff finger. When she did that, Don started easing his finger up her box.

"Ooooooo," Chris squealed, "oh, shit, yes. Yes, Don, stick your finger up my cunt. Shove it all the way in."

Shivering lustily, the big blond jock stuffed his finger as deep as it would go into Chris' eagerly offered cunt. Her box was incredibly tight, the tightest he'd ever encountered, and it was searing hot and slick with juice. Her powerful young cuntal walls tugged at his finger, greedy for its thickness. He imagined sticking his painfully swollen cock into that searing tight tube, and he felt his prick starting to leak thick hot juice.

He began to finger fuck her. He jerked his big thick middle finger roughly up and down in her gripping wet pussy hole, making an obscene squishing sound. Chris gurgled with pleasure, and her cunt went even tighter around his pumping finger, greedy for more hot friction. He watched his finger spearing in and out between her swollen pink cunt lips, dripping with her helplessly gushing cream.

"Uhhhhhhh," Chris groaned, "I love it, Don, I just love it. Fuck me with your finger, fuck me good and hard. Ohhhhhh, shit, fuck to meeeee."

Don had all he could do to control himself as he finger fucked the squealing girl and watched her go wild with pleasure. Her small pointed tits jiggled like crazy, the stiff red nipples dancing around. Her scorching, tugging cunt mouth spilled thick hot juice all over his hand and onto the car seat. Chris threw her head back, whining with pleasure, and her small pink tongue lolled out.

"Frig my pussy," she whimpered, "get me off. Shove that big ol' finger way up there, Don. Make me come!"

Don was too excited to speak. He just kept cramming his finger roughly up and down in her scorching little fuck hole, while his cock strained in the confinement of his jeans and dribbled sticky juice. A few seconds more of his hard finger fucking, and Chris wailed and began to convulse. As she came, her powerful young cunt jerked roughly at his deeply lodged finger and drenched it with molten cream.

"Ahhhh, fuck, aaagghhhh!" Chris screeched.

Though Don had little idea of what was in her mind, he'd been right about one thing – Chris needed more than one climax to satisfy the hot need in her pussy. It seemed like the more she came, the more she wanted. She'd hardly come down from her wild finger fucking orgasm before she felt horny again. She sighed as Don popped his juice-drenched finger from her cunt.

"Don," she panted, "could I see your cock?"

Don hadn't been expecting that, but as soon as he recovered from his surprise, he said eagerly, "Sure, baby. Look at it, play with it, whatever you want."

He unzipped his jeans and pulled them off. He wasn't wearing shorts. Chris stared at his crotch, and her big brown eyes threatened to pop. Don might not have much appeal for her, but the guy was hung like a horse. His prick stood straight up, as thick as her wrist and a good eight inches long. The dark red head of his dick looked as big as a baseball.

"Oh, my gosh, it's huge!" Chris gasped.

Don grinned proudly. "Yeah, but it won't bite," he said. "Go ahead and touch it."

Chris didn't hesitate. She'd been dying to explore a real live cock. She reached out and ran her fingertips up and down the rigid pole of his prick. His cock was scalding hot, hard as a rock, and throbbing heavily. It excited her to touch it. She curled her fingers around the massive silky-skinned pole and began to pump it. Don shivered and moaned.

"Yeah, baby, play with my dick," he sighed. "That feels great."

His giant cock head had a dark slit mouth, and it was leaking big globs of glistening cream. Chris brought her tiny fist up around the head of his prick and smeared the sticky juice all over her palm. She slid her fist back down his thick blue-veined stalk, and Don groaned with pleasure. His piss hole leaked more fat bubbles of cream.

Don knew he was going to shoot his load in a matter of seconds, he was so hotly aroused. He didn't want to waste that hard-on. He decided to take a big chance.

"Chris," he panted, "it's not very comfortable here in the front seat. Why don't we lie down in back?"

"Okay, Don," Chris chirped.

She acted innocent, but she was quivering with lusty excitement as they moved into the back of the van and lay down on the foam sleeping pad. Don removed her rumpled skirt and drew off his shirt. Totally naked now, they moved into each other's arms, his enormous steel-hard cock rubbing her curly little muff. He slid his hand into her crotch and feverishly caressed her soaked scalding pussy.

"Chris," he moaned, "you gotta let me fuck you. I'm gonna die if I don't fuck you."

"All right, Don," Chris said, "but go easy. I'm a virgin."

"You're a what?" he gasped.

"A virgin," she panted. "I never fucked before."

"Holy shit," Don moaned, "I didn't think anybody was a virgin any more. Okay, honey, I'll go easy. Just open your legs for me now. Here we go."

He eased Chris onto her back and watched her open her legs for him, revealing the tiny unfucked mouth of her cunt. It blew his mind to think he was the lucky bastard who'd be popping her cherry. He rejected the urge to cram his achingly bloated dick into her hard and deep. He wanted to make her first fuck really great so she'd come back for more. Very gently he eased the huge knob of his cock head into the molten pit of her cunt mouth.

"Oooooooo," Chris squealed.

It felt so exciting to have Don's enormous bulbous cock head stuffing the horny little mouth of her cunt. She shivered with lust and opened her legs wider, Don, red faced with arousal and panting with excitement, pushed again and eased another inch of wrist-thick throbbing meat into her tiny twat. It felt huge, almost frightening, but Chris was so feverishly horny that she wanted more of it. He pushed a third time and got his giant pale prick about halfway into her seething little pussy hole.

"Eeeeee!" Chris shrieked. "It's so fuckin' big."

Don reluctantly asked, "Is it hurting?"

"Noooooo," she whined, "just keep going slow. Put more of your cock into me, Don. I can take it if you go easy."

That was a relief, because it would have killed him to stop now. His cock was halfway sheathed in the tightest pussy he'd ever fucked, deliciously bathed with her gushing hot cunt juice. He pushed again and felt his gigantic swollen prick slid even deeper into the scorching pulp of her twat. A final push, and his cock-head glided up against her womb, while his huge hairy balls touched her slit.

"You got it all, baby," he gasped. "Think you can take it if I start fucking you now?"

Chris hesitated. She felt like somebody had stuffed a baseball bat up her cunt, yet she was hotly excited. Don's huge eight-inch boner stuffed her cunt completely, and she could feel the rock-hard meat throbbing violently against her cuntal walls. She relaxed, and her tiny elastic cunt expanded just enough to relieve the frightening pressure. She realized his cock wouldn't tear her apart.

"Yes, Don," she putted. "Fuck me. Move that big ol' cock in my pussy."

"Oh, shit, you better believe I will," Don groaned.

He slid his big hands under her writhing little ass and began cramming his enormous swollen prick up and down in the tiny molten tube of her cunt. His stiff smooth shaft rubbed back and forth over her ever-greedy clit, and she felt instant excitement. His bloated cock tugged and massaged her pouting cunt lips, and she felt scaring pleasure ripping through her belly. She moaned and dug her nails into his shoulders.

Don felt her scalding cream gushing around his sawing prick. "You like it, baby?" he panted. "You like getting fucked?"

"Oh, shit, Don, I love it!" Chris squealed. "Jesus, I never felt anything so great in my life."

Encouraged, he fucked her faster, harder, and she responded with gurgles of pleasure and began jerking her hips in time to his strokes. Blissed out, Don struggled not to come. He could hardly believe he was fucking luscious little Chris, formerly so aloof to him, and that she was loving it.

"Fuck it to me, Don," she squealed, "fuck my pussy good and hard. Ooooooo, shit, that feels great."

"I'll fuck you all you want, baby," he panted. "Anytime that hot little pussy needs fucking, you come to me."

That wasn't a bad idea. Chris had thought Don had only one interest, football. Now it turned out they shared a mutual interest in fucking each other's brains out. As the van began to rock and creak, Chris decided she'd really underestimated Don. What more did a girl need from a date, after all, than a fantastically good fucking? She groaned and began to come.